Month: October 2013

Where: My brother’s rooftop in BK. When: Last Friday. So below is a poem I wrote for my Seminar in Literature & Writing class. We’ve been reading the work of poets Jane Kenyon and William Carlos Williams. The assignment (at least what I chose to do) was to write a poem, then to rewrite with …

I believe my mother was the one who bought me "The Secret History" from the library. This book was my introduction to author Donna Tartt who is known for releasing a new book every ten years. I live for these moments; Tartt is such a superb author you can’t get mad at her timeline. Her ability to paint a world you …

Me somewhere in Utah, probably up to no good. This past weekend in a conversation with my mother about how ‘special’ I was as a kid, she said and I quote: I wasn’t going to allow you to be the nasty little wretched sonofabitch you wanted to be. Damn Mom!!!! She realllly went in on me with …